Predator?

I can recall when I first visited this place. It was shortly after it opened, and shortly after it was cleaned last. The place is not fancy. The good points include a large horseshoe bar, pool table, and reasonable drink prices. The talent has been hit or miss for quite a while, and on my most recent visit, it was unfortunately, a miss. A sparsely populated parking lot served as a hint that I shouldn't expect much. No cover charge was collected, although, I think there have been times when I was asked to pay. There were three r four other patrons at the bar and no one at the tables that are scattered chaotically around the room. After being served a beer (I don't remember the price but less than $5) I sat at the bar and wondered if any dancers were on hand, so to speak. In years past, this was a pretty reliable place. On my last visit there were several girls available so I saw potential. I've had good times here in the past and I was hoping to hear Billy Joel on the juke box as I had before. Soon a thin blonde with predator dreads appeared. She towered over me in platform boots and asked if I wanted company.

I don't remember the name she gave me when I asked her to sit down. I think she probably wouldn't remember either, but I do remember that she told me "I know my worth" as she pitched high rates for dances. $5 bar-side dances are still a thing in Akron, and although I often tip more, that's what I expect here. The predator however told me that she gets $15. I acquiesced and regretted it. Some girls deliver air dances, and I don't criticize. That's a $5 dance. Most don't do that because they know they won't do much business. A talented girl, though, can be arousing while making little contact. This girl had no concept of subtlety. I could have delivered a better dance. The laziest of dancers will just rub the butt on your lap throughout the song. I call this "sledding". As I said, I consider this lazy. There have been times when I stopped the dance, gave the sledder a 5 and sent her on her way. The predator obviously knew the sledding move. I don't think she knew much more. As the song began, she turned her back to me and seat-dropped as though she expected to bounce skyward. Having had the wind knocked out of me, delayed my commenting on her unorthodox style, and no improvement was evident as she continued her assault. After a moment, I was able to ask her to take it easy which prompted an immediate correcting. "I'm sorry! That's how most people like it". The remainder of the bar-side dance was totally unmemorable, and I suppose I gave her the $5 she had asked for, considering it tuition. She invited me in to the back room.

At this point, I was already mentally out the door, but I thought I'd give this girl a chance to put in some work for me. Although her crazy dreads gave off the alien invader look, her ass wasn't bad. She was sexy, fuckable, and I was hoping for at least a hand job. I figured that her inability to dance might cause her to over compensate in the back room. I agreed to a dance in the VIP hoping she might be able to quote an article from the Beacon during our session, but no such thing happened. One and done for me. I hope she fids more suitable work.